How are you doing, ned?

I'm a big old meanie, a controlling witch who deserves to be spited, myself. *yawn* I'm practicing detached detachment and it has my H considering divorcing me again. *double yawn* He told me that he finally "Figured it out! Between the last job and this job, the common denominator is YOU!" I lol'd and said, "Not the travel?"

Oh, but my detached detachment also has my H up my butt, bringing me coffee and blankets and attempting to snuggle up against me and kissing my head and MAKING DINNER and I gave him his same, "Gawd, give me some room to breathe here!" What a sickening dance.

I wish I was only making decisions for myself, I would be in the Caribbean right now. I was at the airport yesterday picking up dsOldest, and it did hit me...I could jump on a plane and be gone.

Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence. Second marriage is the triumph of hope over experience.
(Oscar Wilde)